Once upon a time many, many, many moons ago, two girls met in the land they call Cornvalley. The Baptist girl was loud and she talked in a funny way that made it hard to understand what she was saying. The other girl was Catholic. She was quiet and wise, not at all hard to understand.
These girls they met two fellows. The two girls married the two Tims. They had babies that grew up.
It happens quicker than you might think.
Quicker than you ever imagine.
And if you aren’t careful, you don’t even notice how fast the time flies by.
Somehow the two girls and the two Tims seem to understand that. Once a year, on the same weekend every year, the families come together for beach weekend.
There’s plenty of good food.
A talent show or two.
There’s plenty of silliness and laughter shared.
Volleyball matches, long walks and time to laze around.
There’s campfires and s’mores.
And the random science lesson.
There’s praise songs and time of prayer.
This must be a glimpse of what is meant when we pray: Thy Kingdom Come on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Hope you have a little bit of Thy Kingdom Come this holiday weekend.